I was heading home from Matt's birthday dinner last weekend, when what should I see in my rearview mirror but some purty red and blue lights. Yep, I was getting pulled over. My brother-in-law had just told me about 20 minutes beforehand that my headlight was out, so I was pretty sure that was the only reason that the fuzz were after me.
Sure enough, I drove off with a faulty equipment card. The next day Luke and I enjoyed sitting in the grass while Matt 'taught' Jack to fix a headlight.
While I know that Jack didn't really 'learn' much about fixing a headlight here, I feel like this was an important experience for him, and I have it on good authority that Matt enjoyed this time with Jack.